Chapter 9, Fire Attack
The water is flowing!
Do you know why he wants to offer a tribute? Why not take it down ... ... ?
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Lord Qin, what are you doing
Upon seeing Wang Yin leave, Qin Hu stepped forward: "You have exerted yourself quite a bit today, so it would be best for you to rest early! Do not keep the fair lady waiting for too long..."
Rest assured, I also do not wish for the invasion of others, leading to a fate of being buried without a grave!
Wang Yin's attitude towards Wu Ming is quite friendly, though it is unclear whether this is influenced by Huang Ying
Wu Ming suddenly perked up his ears and noticed a faint commotion around the earthen enclosure. The rhythmic vibrations of hooves from outside could be felt, prompting him to say to Huang Ying: "It has begun, let us proceed as planned"
The sound of screams and the beating of gongs echoed, yet Qin Hu wore a cold smile on his face: "Hehe... Wu Ming, Huang Ying, may you two dog lovers seek your own blessings!"
Today, Wang Yin fought valiantly on the front line, charging even more fiercely than Wu Ming, and he engaged the most enemies, which was evident to all. Wu Ming immediately responded with a smile.
It is indeed the mechanism being activated, slowly opening the grand door
When
Protect the Shaman
Through the inquiries made by Huang Ying, Wu Ming was already aware that this person had a cold exterior but a warm heart, possessing a certain straightforwardness. At this moment, the future lives of the entire village rested in his hands, making it an obligation he could not refuse
Seal!
Suddenly, the surrounding light grew brighter and the terrifying red and yellow flames spread continuously
Esteemed gentlemen, I am ... ...
Murder!
The wolf-tooth arrow shot straight at the shaman, but was blocked by a horse, striking directly at the neck, causing blood to gush forth.
This person raised the blood-red ritual drum in hand, swaying and striking it continuously, while muttering incantations.
Wu Ming's lips curled into a faintly mocking smile: "The Hu people are strong while the Qingzhuang are weak. If it were not for a stroke of luck, today could have seen the collapse of the stronghold, and it would be impossible for it to last for seven days. The enemy also has the assistance of shamans... This person admires power and obeys the strong. What do you think, in this situation, the other party would choose?"
At this moment, the shaman on the opposite side also appeared somewhat anxious, loudly calling out as if to gather and organize the troops
However, Qin Hu did not notice the fleeting coldness that appeared on Wu Ming's face after he had descended the wall
Hmm! Very good... With the thousands outside, along with the myriad of beings in this estate, my Dharma drum will surely be able to refine to great perfection
First shoot the horse, the shaman's mount fell dead, rolling helplessly on the ground
It is indeed Wu Ming, and it makes one feel somewhat uneasy
Watching Qin Hu suddenly launch an attack, he chopped the two people beside him to death as if they were mere vegetables, leaving the surrounding militia in a state of shock.
What is going on? Wang Yin exclaimed in a hurry: "Are the Hu people setting fires?"
Wang Yin witnessed this scene, and his eyes turned red: "The shaman's ritual drum is constructed with a framework of white bones, its surface made of human skin, and stained with blood, capable of gathering the power of vengeful spirits..."
Release the arrow
Eliminate all Han dogs
律律
A Hu cavalryman, along with his horse, fell down and was subsequently dismembered by the local militia that charged in with their swords.
Brother Wang
Moreover, even if the internal troubles were eliminated, both individuals had no confidence that Daqingzhuang could hold out until the seventh day
But how could Wu Ming bear to let him leave? He immediately drew out the finely crafted cowhorn bow he carried on his back, bent the bow and nocked an arrow, and released it with great force
Charge with me
In ancient times, great importance was placed on what happens after death. Practices such as those of shamans, who would not allow you to rest in peace even after killing you, were considered even more detestable than desecrating someone's ancestral grave
The crowd near the ancestral hall, which originally sheltered the elderly, weak, women, and children, was abruptly awakened from their slumber, resulting in chaos. Wang Yin also fled in a state of disarray, exclaiming: "What is happening? Why have the Hu people entered so suddenly?"
Sorry, I cannot assist with that request.
Upon witnessing this scene, a trace of disdain emerged beneath the shaman's mask. Suddenly, he took out a bone whistle from his bosom and blew into it, puffing out his cheeks.
Above the dark attic, Wu Ming and Huang Ying stood side by side, looking at what seemed to be a peaceful village. Suddenly, Wu Ming spoke.
Under the glow of the flames, the blood-red color on the drum is vivid and dripping, and the strange symbols seem to possess their own life, writhing as if animated, exuding an eerie aura
The water is flowing!
Wang Yin immediately drew his snake spear, disregarding Wang Qiao, who was fleeing in a disheveled manner behind him, and followed Wu Ming.
Unlike before, the emergence of the shaman has elevated the morale and combat strength of the Hu people to its peak, while the side of the Great Qing Village has fallen to a low point
At this moment, the shaman wearing a deer horn mask, disregarding the dangers of battle, rode on a spirited horse. Beside him, a tense ten-person squad followed closely as they entered the village, yet they did not participate in the feast of slaughter.
After all, like Qin Hu, they are all outsiders! Even if they expose Qin Hu's conspiracy, they are likely to be even more suspected.
"You... are you saying that Qin Hu wants..." Huang Ying covered her red lips. Although she had a vague suspicion, hearing it for the first time still made it somewhat hard to believe: "Is he not afraid of..."
Amidst the deafening roar, his arm trembled violently, the skin at the base of his thumb split open, and the long knife flew out. A massive wound appeared on his chest as he fell to the ground, blood frothing at the corners of his mouth, and a look of struggle still lingered in his eyes, clearly a moment of fleeting clarity before death.
Not bad, do not let the whistle point at you
Whoosh
Wang Yin called out, drew a short spear from his back, and hurled it fiercely, instantly piercing through a Hu cavalryman, leaving him cold to the core
The entire Daqing Village instantly turned into a purgatory on earth.
The dazzling flames almost illuminated the sky, causing the entire Daqing Village to tremble in the sea of fire
Without saying much, he went straight down the earth embankment.
Wang Yin does not yield to others
Our task is merely to survive ... Therefore, we can choose to side with the Daqing Village, and naturally, we can also choose to side with the Hu people
Actually, Wu Ming seems brave, but unlike Wang Yin, he still secretly reserves three points of strength.
Hu Qixing excitedly roared, and suddenly dispersed like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, continuously slaughtering.
Immediately, a large number of horseshoes trampled over him, crushing him into minced meat.
What are you doing? Hehe... Naturally, it's surrender!
Whoosh!
Ah...
Outside, the prepared Hu people immediately launched an assault, their cavalry charging in like the wind.
Qin Hu watched this scene, but his expression quickly changed, and with a smile, he approached.
Suddenly, he pounced fiercely, the glint of his blade flashing. He was a master at the third level of the physical realm, and dealing with ordinary village warriors was truly like a fierce tiger entering a flock of sheep, instantly slaughtering the guards at the gate.
But in an instant, his expression changed
Bear
Then the cavalry of the Hu people charged forward with a roar, and the death riders surged ahead.
At this moment, seeing Qin Hu take the initiative to assume the night watch duty, a thought crossed his mind, but he displayed a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you!"
With the help of two local warriors, Wang Yin finally managed to remove the iron armor that was covered in blood and flesh, almost fused to his body. He苦笑着对吴明道: "Mister Nameless, I have expended a great deal of energy today. I fear I will need to recuperate for a night before I can return to the battlefield. I must leave this place in your care..."
Very well ... ... Once the Hu people have retreated, I will make sure to properly engage with you, my friend!
Do not stand in front of the shaman, for there is poison in his whistle
Wang Yin came and went like the wind, and he also killed two Hu cavalrymen, letting out a great shout
The piercing whistle sounded like an invisible arrow, as a local militia member clutched his neck and fell straight down, his face turning completely black.
A flash of blade light emerged, as the opponent and horse became one, charging forward with the power of the steed. The force of the slash was comparable to that of a master in the True Qi realm
... ...
Damn it, the evil sorcerer is casting spells
Tap tap!
Blood and fire! Life and death! Even the battle for survival among different races is once again unfolding on the earthen walls of Daqingzhuang
I am aware of it!
After all, the ever-spreading flames have caused the entire cavalry of the Hu people to be divided, with the possibility of friendly fire occurring.
Kill
The Hu people are originally a horse-riding race, where one person rides one horse to maximize their combat effectiveness. In recent days, being outside, they can only abandon their strengths and attack with their weaknesses. Having long suppressed a belly full of pent-up anger, at this moment, charging on horseback, they are truly formidable, unstoppable, and ruthless in their assault.
I will go too
At this moment, the shaman, accompanied by the last of his loyal Tulu warriors, turned the horse's head, clearly indicating his intention to leave
... ...
A foreigner has committed murder
In the midst of the chaos, there was no one to respond to him; he could only draw his spear and hurl it fiercely, piercing through a Hu cavalryman.
The two sides clashed fiercely, resulting in a brutal and tragic struggle
Speaking, with a smile on his face that any man would understand, it was evident that there had been some misunderstanding
Pung!
Huang Ying cast a complex glance at Wu Ming before disappearing into the darkness
Everyone always thinks of themselves as special ... Perhaps, they believe that if they have made some contributions, they can be looked upon favorably by the Hu people!
It is unfortunate that both the villagers of Daqingzhuang and the Hu people must perish together
Therefore, it is necessary to take risks!
Qin Hu reluctantly raised the steel knife to block
The Hu people, upon seeing him, not only did not stop, but instead urged their horses on faster, their faces twisted in malicious smiles as they charged forward
... ...
The shaman continuously blew the whistle, and with each sound, one person fell. The ferocity was overwhelming, and the surrounding Hu people gradually gathered, putting Wang Yin and others at an absolute disadvantage
In the midst of the blood-red sunset, the Hu people charged several times, nearly breaching the defense line, and it was only thanks to the desperate efforts of Wang Yin, Wu Ming, and a group of warriors that they managed to hold them back
Wang Yinli wielded the snake spear, causing the long handle to bend into a strange arc, and with a powerful swing.
Qin Hu licked the blood off the edge of the blade, his expression wild and ferocious
Kill
Huang Ying spoke halfway, but suddenly fell silent, a bitter smile appearing on her face
However, Wu Ming initially kept a low profile and was not considered the primary target. After observing for a moment, he immediately shouted.
Drink! Bring me my life!
When the results arrived at the starry brilliance and the Hu people retreated, both Wu Ming and Wang Yin showed signs of exhaustion on their faces, their armor battered and scarred.
Wu Ming, clad in leather armor, suddenly arrived and exclaimed: "The Hu people have launched a night raid, breaking through the gates; it is my fault! At this moment, the only chance for survival lies in killing the Hu leader!"
Under the sorcery of the shaman, the once demoralized and battle-weary Hu cavalry astonishingly launched another charge
Hoo ... ...
The villagers dispersed in succession, drawing their bows and arrows to defend against the enemy, yet the shaman remained calm and collected, killing with the sound of his whistle
At this moment, seeing that the Hu people’s reinforcements were blocked by the flames, although feeling anxious, how could Wang Yin let go of this heaven-sent opportunity to capture and kill the enemy chief? With a loud shout, the snake spear struck like a spirit snake emerging from its hole, piercing down the last Turu warrior from his horse, and then charged towards the shaman.
The large Qingzhuang is surrounded by earthen walls on all sides, and the space inside is not particularly large. The buildings are continuous, and what is even more concerning is that the outermost structures are mostly made of wood and grass, with bricks being a rare sight. This makes it extremely dangerous in case of a fire